Ophelia Talks Back

In light of Margaret Tattoo's ‘Gertrude Talks Back' Why yes I do trust I am reasonable, and I needn't bother with you to affirm it. Nectar you were never welcome to my wedding. God has given me one face, and I can do whatever the hellfire I please with it, much thanks. In all honesty you could do with a little substantial establishment and a wig yourself; it may very well hide the untimely going bald and all the glare lines you've collected from sulking. You resembled a drained elderly person a few days. It completely screwed me over.Get thee to a friary. Obviously you're the one ailing in ethics. I realize you were cut about losing your father, yet there was no reason to go wound mine. You imprudent minimal knave. To be or not to be†¦ Oops, ha, I Just executed Polonium. I ask thy pardon. You may not lay your rumpled, tricked head in my lap. I don't need the oil stains based to what's left side of the hair on your head on my dress. Creep. Also, I have a greater number of c ontemplations lying between my legs than you were ever ready to determine and brood over in your lifetime.You were awful in bed. I have more determination, you see. Indeed, I killed myself seeing as you weren't anticipating taking as much time as necessary soon. Too bad my endeavor to escape from you and your disgusting sex bombed when you and Alerter plunged into my grave and began wrestling one another; demonstrating no harmony even in death. Men. What's more, presently you're guaranteeing forty thousand siblings couldn't coordinate your adoration for me. A long ways from Act 3. All things considered, Hamlet. I'd state decide, but†¦ It's as of now somewhat late for that.